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Hummingbird

Monday, November 20, 2006

Hummingbird

Once upon most every morning
I woke up to find her flying there
Hummingbird was making blosom
Little Wings of purple in the air

All the while
I was trying to keep her there
Not mad enough to leave
But mad enough to always care

Hummingbird,
Hummingbird.
That song I heard
That’s my hummingbird...

Just because I said I didn’t want to
Doesn’t mean I want her to go
In fact I quite depended on her
But then I didn’t want her to know

Now she’s gone and I...

All the while
I was trying to keep her there
Not mad enough to leave
But mad enough to always care

Hummingbird,
Hummingbird.
That song I heard
That’s my hummingbird...

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